Gordon X Henry Novels & Stories

Adam yelled. Perry sighed. She caressed her temple as she tried to reason with them, Nancy kept quiet no wanting to get involved, leaving Perry by herself. "Like I said, Henry is alive, and I have a very important message from him. You all know nothing about Henry, he isn't just a regular Diviner. Lord Henry's true identity is a District Administrator, he's been a District Administrator for quite some time, all of you, what you don't know is that this entire country is under Lord Henry, and the House of Henry has been in chaos ever since he was captured, not just that but other lords has started taking action to investigate but can't get through to Greenville. It may sound strange but that's

Henry crashed heavily onto the dirt, coughing up a mouthful of blood as his body slid to a halt. Realizing with absolute certainty that he was outmatched and outmaneuvered, Henry finally abandoned all thoughts of fighting back. He glared up at Xavier, his voice raspy. "President Grayson... what on earth is the meaning of this?" Xavier paced forward, stopping right beside the fallen man to look down at him from a terrifying height. "I am simply using my physical actions to demonstrate a fundamental truth to you, Mr. Henry. This is exactly how we handle hospitality here in Sea City."

“Hello, Mr. Crawford. I’m Xavion!” Xavion was Chairman Gordon. Gerald met him at the extravagant marketing party for the Mountain Top Villa in Howard County the other day. They had exchanged numbers during their brief interaction there. “Nice to hear from you again, Chairman Gordon. Is there anything I can help you with?” Gerald smiled and said.

She exclaims and I make a confused expression. "You say what now?" I lean forward in my chair and she cocks her head to one side. "You didn't know?" She asks and I start to shake my head. "I didn't know what?" I ask in return. "That Henry is really Henry Hawthorne, CEO of the Hawthorne industries, one of the biggest companies in the entire world." Holy shit.

His forearms flex when he waves. “Ladies,” he says with a soft smile. “Been a minute.” Sloane whispers without even turning her head, “Did puberty punch him in the dick or bless him?” I choke on a laugh. “You mean chest. You meant chest.” “No, I didn’t.” Henry clearly hears but chooses to ignore it. Saint. Or maybe he’s used to us. Either way, his cheeks twitch, trying not to smile too hard. “This one’s been vacant a while,” he says, leading us in. “Used to belong to old Mrs. Dowdy. Her kids moved her into assisted living and finally listed it.”

I knew by the second, Henry was getting irritated. “Interesting.” I muttered, trying to figure out why he looked so familiar and discovering he was on one of the covers of a magazine I had picked up, as one of the most successful men in the world, owning a toy production company and his success story was incredible. Through old money, he paved a way for himself. We all took a seat as the ball official began after the orchestra completed their performance. I glanced at the time a few moments after and discovered it was only forty minutes which had passed.

The old man nodded in agreement. Without wasting any time, Bailey led Mr. Henry to Jeremy Quest’s seat. She patted Jeremy’s shoulder lightly and said, “President Quest, let me introduce you to my friend whom I’ve mentioned earlier, Mr. Henry. Mr. Henry has been doing charity for many years.” Henry… Jeremy had read about him in the newspaper before. He was the owner of the largest wine estate in Country Y. Also, he was a very well-known philanthropist. Realizing the man’s impressive background, Jeremy stood up instantly and politely reached out for a handshake. “Hello, Mr. Henry. I’m Jeremy Quest. It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance.”

I was able to secure an appointment with Gideon Henry through his secretary. I admitted that I didn't have the means to pay the two million dollars my father owed to him. I needed to talk to him. My father and I agreed to offer him our house as collateral. I hope that would be enough for him to allow us to pay in installments. "I'm looking for Mr. Gideon Henry," I said to the secretary in front of me. I learned that Gideon Henry is the CEO of the Henry Corporation, one of the leading real estate companies in the whole country. Aside from New York, the company has offices in Los Angeles and Seattle.

He was carrying an empty wooden crate, his nose red from the morning chill. "The cook wants you to bring the carrot before the kitchen gets filled up with people," I said, my voice steady. Henry set the crate down on the grass and rubbed his hands together. "It is freezing out here. I do not know how you stand it without gloves." "You get used to it," I said, bending back down to dig. "The work keeps you warm." This was actually the first time we were Gavin a proper discussion Henry watched me for a moment, then sat down on an overturned wooden tub nearby. "Did you hear about the dinner last night? Helen was telling everyone in the pantry this morning."

Zayn was surprised when he realized that it was Gordon, asking, “It’s you, Gordon?” Exactly. The person everyone addressed as Mr. Hayes was Gordon Hayes, who was decently famous in Waltz City too. He was not at Sean’s level at any capacity, but he was someone notable. He had also been gradually cleaning up his act and had begun the process to make his businesses as well as assets legal, so you could call him a business person to a certain extent.